“Please.” She ran her hand down the front of Adam’s chest, tugging at his shirt. He grinned, that sweet, sweet grin he had, and without his gaze leaving hers, he stripped.
“You never asked, but I’ll tell you. We’ve both been tested, Jake and I, not more than a few months ago. Remind me to show you the results.”
“Me, too. Back when you took me to the hospital, that first day.” Did he think he’d kicked the mood for her? Oh, he hadn’t. She smiled, and ran a finger across his lips, then down, straight down until she could encircle his cock with her fingers.
“Your cock feels like silk over steel, Sheriff Kendall. I love the way you feel in my hand. I love even better how you feel in my pussy.”
“Then come, sweet Ginny.” He led her to the bed, then cupped her face and kissed her. Totally carnal, his kiss devoured her. With lips moist and hot and a tongue so devilishly clever, he sipped and supped on her as if she, alone, could sustain him.
She’d heard sounds and knew that Jake had tossed his clothes aside, yet still she shivered when he pressed his naked body against her back.
“Will you take Adam’s seed into your womb, honey? I can hardly wait to set my hands on your rounded belly and know our child grows there.”
“Oh, yes. I want that more than you can possibly know.”
When Adam lay down on the bed and held his hand out to her, she went to him. The heat of his body as she straddled him rose up, his scent, pure man and hunger, went straight to her cunt. Already so wet, she stroked her slit up the length of his cock, and rejoiced in his shiver. She stopped, her hands braced on his chest, her gaze locked with his. Her nipples had already peaked just from this little bit of foreplay, and when he cupped her breasts, when his fingers tugged at her nipples, she surged her hips forward against him.
The lips of her pussy had separated, making room for him, and his cock nestled between them as if coming home. Oh, the heat of his penis right there, against her clit, felt so wonderful, she couldn’t help but close her eyes and moan in pure pleasure.
Adam flexed his cock, a sweet kind of greeting. She opened her eyes again and smiled.
He’d needed to give her words. She found the same need, words she wanted to offer the men she loved. “I want to remember every nuance of this moment—the moment when we all three become one, and begin a new life—and new lifetime—together.”
The bed dipped behind her, and Jake leaned forward and kissed her neck. She felt his flesh brush against hers and marveled at the wonder of them together.
“Take my cock inside you, Ginny,” Adam said. “You’ll be the first woman—and the last—I’ll ever be naked inside.”
She held his gaze as she raised herself up. She reached for him, and encountered his hand, already holding his cock, bringing it to her. So she wrapped her hand around his, and moved with him, slid with him, and then sank down onto him.
“Oh, yes, you feel so very good inside me.”
“Sweet baby, good doesn’t begin to describe how hot and wet and wonderful you feel around my cock.”
“This is special.” Jake’s words kissed her shoulder. “Can you feel it? It’s what our fathers told us would happen, when it was right, loving that’s as much spiritual as it is physical. I’m so aroused right now, and so humbled. Move on him, honey. Ride him, nice and slow.”
Ginny did feel it, such reverence, such joy, that she could no longer imagine making love without this connection, this sense of rightness.
Slowly, oh so slowly, she moved on Adam’s cock. He held her waist in his hands, helping her, raising her up and then pulling her down into his thrusts.
“Cold.”
Jake’s whisper preceded the glide of his lube-covered fingers up and down over the rosebud of her anus.
She clenched her pelvic muscles because that sliding caress felt so incredible, making her arousal soar.
“Are you ready for me, honey? I’ll be gentle.”
She needed to feel his cock inside her ass, to have him there so that they would climax together. She sucked in a breath when Adam’s right hand left her waist and brushed her clit.
“Yes, Jake, please. Please fuck me. Please fuck my ass.”
“Ginny. Yes, here, honey, take me.”
He moved over and then he moved in, the press of his cockhead against her anus feeling more erotic than anything, ever.
The burn of his entry, as her tiny rosebud stretched and then opened seemed to add to the arousal that sang through her entire body. Adam continued to brush her clit and pump his cock inside her and she marveled anew that she could feel so much, so many amazing tingles of electric excitement. She continued to move, up and down, but added a little backward nudge.
Jake grasped her hips as he hissed his pleasure. “You’re going to make me lose control.”
“I won’t break.” She looked down and met Adam’s gaze. “I won’t break. I’m stronger than I was, stronger than I knew. And I need…mm, I need.”
Words split apart and scattered as the physical took over. The pressure of Jake’s cock entering her ass became pain, a burning pain that sent shafts of heat to her clit. Her body stretched to admit him, and as he slid slowly into her, she began to shiver. Never had she felt so full. Never had she felt so horny.
“Oh, lord. Give me more. Move! Fuck me!”
The need exploded inside her, a hunger that demanded to be fed, and she whimpered as she tried, on her own, to make it happen. She pushed up and back, down and in, and clenched her pelvic and her ass muscles, rippling the lengths of the cocks inside her.
“Oh, Jesus.” Jake gripped her hard, pulled almost all the way out of her, then surged into her again.
Adam made a sound more feral than a wild stallion as he began to thrust into her again and again.
Ginny came, the waves of Eros so overpowering she cried out and collapsed on Adam’s chest, letting go every muscle, every thought, as she let the rapture consume her.
Adam continued to thrust in her, and she could only lie there and take him, and relish the sensation of being taken by him.
Jake moved faster, cursing as he pounded inside of her. And then both men stiffened, and cried out—in triumph or surrender, Ginny didn’t know. All she knew was that she felt the spurts of hot semen enter her body, and their ejaculations sent her over the edge once more.
Hearts thundered, her own and the ones on top and below her. She shivered, because her climax tapered only slowly, sending tiny aftershocks to every part of her body that kept her clit vibrating in ecstasy.
“Christ, we’re all going to kill each other for sure.”
Jake’s breathless declaration made her giggle. The movement sent a strange sensation through her as the seed inside her shifted slightly.
“Be a hell of a way to go,” Adam said. “Maybe the town would erect a statue, or something, in tribute. Being Lusty, and all.”
“Don’t make me laugh.” Ginny nuzzled the side of her face against Adam’s chest.
“Hold still, honey.” Jake kissed her shoulder and then gently pulled out of her. She heard his movements as he went into the bathroom, and smiled when he returned and cleaned her.
“I’ll move.” She raised her head and met Adam’s very smug expression.
“You don’t have to. Hang on.”
He wrapped his arms around her and rolled them so that she was on her side, snuggled against him. She regretted losing the warmth of his cock inside her, but she figured the loss would only be temporary.
“I love you both so very much.”
Jake got into the bed and snuggled her back. “I love you right back. I can hardly wait until we tell Benny.”
Ginny grinned, because she knew that as much as these wonderful men loved her, they loved her son, too.
“He’ll be over the moon,” she said. Rolling onto her back, she took their hands in hers, laced her fingers with theirs. “I can tell you without hesitation that he adores you both.”
“You have to know we alr
eady consider him our son.” Adam propped himself up beside her then bent down and kissed her forehead.
“I know you do.”
“I hope you don’t want a long engagement, honey.” Jake also propped himself up and kissed her.
How amazing that she would soon have two such adoring and adorable husbands!
“No.” She smiled. “I can think of no reason to wait. The only person I want here to celebrate with us is Maggie. Everyone else who matters is already here.”
“We’ll be expected for Sunday dinner at Mother’s,” Adam said. Then he frowned. “Maybe we should marry you first, before you fully understand what you’re getting yourself into, marrying into the Kendall clan.”
Ginny laughed. “I told you I wouldn’t break, didn’t I?”
“Still, you’ve never experienced our brothers’ version of baptism by fire at the dinner table.”
Ginny was pretty certain it was their version, too, when the guest was a friend, or girl, of their brothers’. Of course, she didn’t say that.
What she did say was, “Bring it on. I’ve found love under two Kendalls, so I know I can face anything.”
“Damn straight you can,” Jake said. He laid a hand on her chest, just above her stomach.
“I have complete faith in you.” Adam’s hand rested on her stomach, and she wondered if she was just being fanciful, imagining their child already beginning to grow there.
“Do you know what? I have faith in me, too.” And wasn’t that a miracle? “And I have no doubt that we’re going to have a long, and wonderful, and very happy life together.”
“Sweetheart”—Adam bent over and kissed her again—“I don’t see how it could possibly be any other way.”
Chapter 21
Ginny wasn’t used to being waited on, and she guessed it showed. She practically itched to pitch in and see that everyone had drinks, or whatever else they needed. Neither Adam nor Jake said anything, but the way they grinned at her when she’d fidget told her that they understood her very well.
Now that’s definitely an understatement.
Ginny was able to relax some once Kelsey, Tracy, and Michelle set things out on the buffet counter, so that most folks could just help themselves. That meant they could enjoy the party, too. Since the three women were her best friends in Lusty, she very much wanted them to do just that.
Adam stood on her right, Jake on her left, and she thought they looked yummier than any two men had a right to look.
Of course, they were her two men, which made it more than fine. She knew beyond a doubt that she was the luckiest woman in the world.
Julia Benedict, Devon Wakefield, and Drew James arrived, closely followed by Julia’s parents, Carson, Michael, and Abigail, and Julia’s triplet brothers, Richard, Trevor, and Kevin.
Ginny had developed a soft spot for Richard Benedict. The poor man was a whiz at business, she’d been told, but had almost no people skills to speak of. The latter she’d seen firsthand. She could identify with Richard’s awkwardness, because she reckoned it to be on a par with the shyness that had plagued her almost all of her life—well, until very recent days.
But Richard Benedict had won her friendship when his sister had been kidnapped, and he’d been willing to give everything he owned—completely against family policy—just to get her back.
“Welcome to the family.” Richard didn’t seem to know if he should shake her hand or kiss her. Ginny grinned, and kissed his cheek instead.
“Thank you. I’m so pleased to see y’all here.”
“The rest of our branch of the Kendall clan—Brian and Chase and our middle brother, Greg—are back in New York City for a few days, winding up the final transfer of our headquarters to Houston.”
“I’ve met Greg, but I haven’t met the twins yet.” And she wouldn’t for the world mention that Julia had told her Brian and Chase were her favorite brothers.
“You will, soon, as they’re moving back here to Lusty.” Trevor bent forward and kissed her cheek. “Neither of them can cook worth a hill of beans, so you’ll probably be seeing a lot of them.”
“I’m the only real cook in the family,” Kevin said. “And that includes the ladies.” He said that last bit quieter, and furtively looked around, but whether he was on the lookout for his mother or his sister, Ginny didn’t know. Trevor punched his brother’s arm, and Richard just shook his head.
“I’m sure Kelsey will be pleased to have two more regular customers,” Ginny said.
She looked up just as old Mr. Parker come in. She didn’t think she’d seen him even once at any of the engagement parties Kelsey had held since Ginny had come to town. He’d told her once that he usually went to bed before eight most nights.
But tonight he’d clearly chosen to forego an early bedtime. Not only that, he’d dressed up in a fine suit, and even came without his trademark ball cap. Ginny knew he’d lost his wife, Fiona, some years before and that the two of them had never had any children.
Michelle had told her that as a consequence, she’d been doted on as a child by her father’s oldest brother and his wife.
“My, you’re as pretty as a picture tonight, Ginny Rose.” He had a sparkle in his eye as he nodded to Jake and Adam. “If I’d been just a few years younger, I’d have given you young bucks a run for your money for this fine lady’s hand.”
“Uncle Albert, I, for one, am sincerely grateful you didn’t set your sights on our Ginny. I know if you had, Adam and I would have been two very sorry hombres, left to live the lives of spurned and lonely bachelors.”
“Oh, you two!” Ginny felt her cheeks heat. Then the older man leaned in and gave her a kiss on her cheek.
“And now, young lady, you have to stop calling me Mr. Parker. It’s Uncle Albert to you from now on.”
Ginny grinned. The man had been trying to get her to use his first name for months, now. To please him, she said, “Thank you, Uncle Albert. I’m honored.”
The man waved his hand, dismissing her gratitude. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a gray jeweler’s box. “This was Fiona’s. She used to wear it to church on Sundays, and on special occasions. I was thinking, if you had nothing else that suited, you could wear it on your wedding day, as your ‘something old.’”
Ginny took the small box, unsurprised her hands trembled a little, and opened it. She had trouble seeing the pretty gold necklace through the tears that misted her eyes. She blinked them back, and the tiny golden angel seemed to wink at her from the end of the chain.
“This is the most wonderful gift I’ve ever received. And perfect, simply perfect to wear on my wedding day.” She sniffed and looked up at the man who’d been her very first best customer. “Would you mind, terribly, Uncle Albert, if I didn’t wait that long to put this lovely necklace on?”
The elderly man seemed very pleased by her request. “I’ll help you with the clasp.”
His fingers didn’t work the small clasp as well as they probably used to, but Ginny dutifully turned and waited patiently.
Finally he sighed. “There, done.”
Ginny turned and gave him a kiss, then stepped back and placed her hand gently on the angel. “Thank you. I’ll treasure this, always.”
“You’re a good girl, Ginny Rose.” Then he grinned. “And you’re family, now. I’m going to have to remember to call you Ginny Kendall!”
Michelle came over and slipped her arm through his. “Uncle Albert, Tracy made a special éclair just for you, with double the whipped cream and chocolate.”
“That Tracy’s a good girl, too,” he said to Ginny. Then he smiled down at his niece. “Well then, pretty Michelle, lead me to it.” He patted Michelle’s hand and gave Ginny a wink and a smile.
“Here.” Adam turned her face toward his and used a tissue to gently blot away her tears.
“Thank you. What a sweet, sweet man.” She turned to watch him make his way through the crowd with Michelle. She sat him down with her own parents, and Ginny had to smile at the way
everyone welcomed him.
“I guess we’d better make sure to always keep you happy,” Adam said.
She tilted her head at him, not sure she understood. Then Jake said, “Damn straight. If we don’t, she won’t have to look far for our replacement.”
“Well now.” Ginny kissed Adam’s cheek, and then she turned to kiss Jake. “It’s a comfort for a woman to know she always has prospects.”
Penelope Primrose, along with Josh and Alex Benedict, came into the rapidly filling restaurant, and Ginny noticed how everyone stood aside to let Penelope pass. Her baby bump didn’t slow her down one bit, which meant her men—and most of the town—had their hands full, watching out after her.
She gave Ginny a huge hug, and the baby gave her a small kick.
“Congratulations! I’m so happy for you, for all of you.” And then, to the horror of all of the men standing close by—especially Josh and Alex—Penelope burst into tears.
“I’m sorry, baby.” Josh held out a perfectly pressed white handkerchief, as if it was the cure for every disease known to mankind. He looked as if he was going to burst into tears himself, since Penelope’s weepiness seemed to upset him that much.
“Please don’t cry, sweetheart. We’ll make it all better.” Alex looked just as worried and helpless as his brother.
Ginny felt sorry for the two geeks. “Y’all have to understand that when a woman’s pregnant, her hormones are all in a jumble, which means that she’s prone to be emotional. I was, too, with Benny. I cried at the darnedest things.” She wondered that no one had explained that simple fact to the men.
Josh nodded firmly. “Last night she cried during a cat food commercial. And we don’t even have a cat!”
When Penelope sniffed anew, Alex quickly said, “But it was a very sad commercial. I guess.”
“Oh, you two are just so good to me.” Penelope sniffed some more, and Ginny wanted to laugh at the way every man close by, even Adam and Jake, seemed to be inching toward panic mode at the same time.
Bernice came over and slipped her arm around her almost daughter-in-law. “Come sit down and have some hot tea, sweetheart. It’s not good for the men to be upset like this for so long.”
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